The Young Matriarch-Chapter 371 - : Do I need to take care of such a minor illness myself?

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: Do I need to take care of such a minor illness myself?

Zhao Tianfang was startled, his pupils suddenly constricted, and cold sweat streamed down.

Bai Chuwei… was right!

In his Spatial Spiritual Tool were precisely 123 portions of Spiritual Medicine!

They were the Spiritual Medicines he had painstakingly collected over the past decade, always stored within the Spatial Spiritual Tool.

Although Spiritual Medicine was hard to come by, with enough effort, one could still find some, but a Space Artifact was a treasure one could only hope to encounter by chance.

Zhao Tianfang looked at Bai Chuwei and sighed with relief.

This young lady obviously didn’t have a keen eye, not even knowing what the real treasure was.

“Deal!”

Bai Chuwei curled up the corners of her mouth, smiling with satisfaction.

Very good.

“Prepare a guest room for the acupuncture,” Bai Chuwei stood up and lazily called out towards the door, “Xiaoliu, come in.”

Upon hearing the Ancestral Master’s call, Liu Zhen walked in with a brisk, spirited step, first respectfully giving Bai Chuwei a bow, “I pay my respects to the Ancestral Master.”

Bai Chuwei, leading Zhao Tianfang towards the guest room, waved at Liu Zhen, “Come here; I’m going to teach you on the spot today.”

Zhao Tianfang, who had just lain on the large bed in the guest room, almost sat up straight when he heard these words, staring at Bai Chuwei dumbfounded, “Miss Bai, aren’t you… you’re not coming yourself?”

Bai Chuwei glanced at him, her face the very picture of “as it should be,” “Such a minor illness requires me to take action personally? My instructing my grandpupil is sufficient.”

Zhao Tianfang was so angry that he felt dizzy, “…”

This damn illness that no famous doctor in the country could cure is just a “minor illness.”

And Bai Chuwei took so many of his Spiritual Medicines without willing to personally take care of it, sending an intern… oh, no, a grandpupil instead.

Zhao Tianfang always felt he had been swindled, and quite miserably at that.

Good thing was, Liu Zhen’s reputation as a Divine Doctor was well known, so people were somewhat reassured.

Liu Zhen excitedly took out the silver needles, trembling with excitement. It was his first time—his very first time not being in a dream to teach, mighty Ancestral Master!

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Liu Zhen sat on the edge of the bed, Bai Chuwei standing by his side, her voice solemn, “Three inches below the navel, insert the needle three fen deep, and direct it toward the Qi Sea Acupoint—”

Liu Zhen stuck the needle in and suddenly felt an intense chill throughout his body. A bone-chilling coldness surged up his silver needle, racing into his fingertips.

Such bone-penetrating coldness!

Bai Chuwei shouted sharply, “Steady the silver needle, don’t let go!”

Liu Zhen’s hands, holding the silver needle, were shaking, and his consciousness began to blur when suddenly he felt a hand resting upon his shoulder, a steady stream of warm Spiritual Energy flowing into his body like an ocean.

Liu Zhen was so moved that tears nearly spilled out. It was… the Ancestral Master who took action!

Bai Chuwei sighed; her disciples and grandpupils these days were just too subpar, requiring her intervention for even a simple Ice-Cold Affliction.

Bai Chuwei spoke at an even pace, every location she called out Liu Zhen would stick a needle in, and in less than five minutes, Zhao Tianfang was turned into a hedgehog.

Transparent sweat flowed out from the silver needles, dripping onto the guest room sheets, instantly turning into ice.

“That’s it,” Bai Chuwei dropped these two words, leaving Liu Zhen and Zhao Tianfang to collapse on the bed as if they were drained of all strength.

“Liu Zhen, prescribe some medicine to replenish his qi and blood, and give me the Spiritual Medicine,” Bai Chuwei reached out for her goods.

Zhao Tianfang gulped for air and, with some resignation, said, “Miss Bai, this Spiritual Medicine is precious. You might as well choose a good hiding spot first, and then I will take them all out for you.”

No sooner had Zhao Tianfang’s words fallen, when he suddenly sensed something amiss. His expression drastically changed, and with great effort, he flipped out of bed to shield Bai Chuwei behind him, shouting loudly, “Miss Bai Chuwei, danger! Be careful!”